Door-to-door dragon son-in-law

After leaving the hot spring villa in Champs-Élysées, Ye Chen immediately rushed back to Tomson Yipin, planning to simply pack some luggage and tell his father-in-law Xiao Changkun and mother-in-law Ma Lan that he would rush out overnight to do Feng Shui for another client tonight.

The couple knew that Ye Chen was running around all day long, and they were used to it, so they were not surprised when they heard the news.

What Ye Chen didn't expect was that his mother-in-law, Ma Lan, took the initiative to care about Ye Chen and said with a distressed look on her face, "Good son-in-law, you are running around all day long and don't take a few days off. What if your body is exhausted?" !”

Ye Chen felt that it was rare to be cared about by his mother-in-law all of a sudden, so he smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, although I am running around outside every day, I am actually not tired at all."

Xiao Changkun looked at Ma Lan and hummed, "What do you know? My good son-in-law is now a Feng Shui master. Don't look at him running around all day long. The people who invite him are big bosses and big stars. These people are very interested in me." The Feng Shui master wishes he had more respect than his own father. He must be very concerned about his good son-in-law's food, clothing, housing and transportation. He will never let his good son-in-law suffer hardship. In ancient times, no matter how far away they were, it would take eight sedans to carry the good son-in-law. past!"

Ma Lan nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Ye Chen and said with a smile, "My good son-in-law is the best! Rich people have to beg to spend money on my good son-in-law!"

After saying that, she rolled her eyes and said quickly with a smile on her face, "Good son-in-law, can I discuss something with you?"

When Ye Chen saw Ma Lan like this, he knew that Ma Lan must be asking for something from him. No wonder he took the initiative to care about him today.

So he asked, "Mom, if you have anything to do, just tell me."

Ma Lan hesitated and said, "Um... Mom's money is a little tight lately. You have to go away again this time. Mom is worried that if she runs out of money, she will disturb you and Churan. So, what Mom means is , do you think you can leave some more money for mom before you leave?"

Xiao Changkun rolled his eyes at Ma Lan and said disdainfully, "Ma Lan, I know you, a weasel, have no good intentions when giving New Year greetings to a chicken. You want to ask Ye Chen for money!"

Ma Lan seemed to have been stepped on, and cursed angrily, "Xiao Changkun! I want some money from my good son-in-law, what does it matter if I give it to you? It's obvious to you, you keep talking nonsense!"

Xiao Changkun said angrily, "You have hands and feet, but you won't make money by yourself when you have no money? Look at me, now in the Calligraphy and Painting Association, my monthly salary plus subsidy is still ten or twenty thousand!"

Ma Lan cursed, "Bah! Don't talk about your calligraphy and painting association. If your good son-in-law hadn't helped you, you would have been kicked out!"

"You fart!" Xiao Changkun blushed and tried to protect his dignity.

Seeing that the two of them were confused and about to choke again, Ye Chen quickly interrupted and said, "Dad, Mom, please stop quarreling with each other. When I go out, you two will be the only ones left at home. If you keep fighting all day long, I I can’t feel at ease even if I’m outside!”

Ma Lan snorted, "I won't bother to pay attention to him unless he's looking for trouble!"

Ye Chen nodded. He knew Ma Lan's character. She would be a monster when she had money, and she would be a monster when she had no money. But at least, when she was rich, she would definitely not be able to do anything to him if she was a monster, so he would just spend a small amount of money to buy it. Sober.

So, he said very cheerfully, "Mom, money is not a big deal. In this way, I will transfer 100 million to your card in a while, and you can spend it however you want during this period."

When Ma Lan heard this, her eyes widened in an instant. She was so excited that her lips trembled, and she asked in a stammering voice, "Good son-in-law! What you said...are you telling the truth?!" Do you really want to give mom 100 million?!"

"Of course it's true." Ye Chen nodded, but said in a serious tone, "But I only have one request. You can't quarrel with dad during the few days I'm gone!"

Ma Lan patted her chest without hesitation and said, "Don't worry, good son-in-law, I will never quarrel with him! If you give mom 100 million, she will not be at home except when she comes back to sleep. I won't quarrel with him if he wants to." Don’t give him a chance!”

When Xiao Changkun heard that Ye Chen actually wanted to give Ma Lan 100 million, he felt envious and jealous.

Although he had an income from the Calligraphy and Painting Association, that little income was simply not enough for him.

He is the executive vice-president himself, and he often receives favors in the association. In addition, driving the Cullinan back and forth all day long means the cost is much higher than that of an ordinary car. Gas costs several thousand a month. block, so every month is very tight.

But Xiao Changkun is not as thick-skinned as Ma Lan. He always feels that he can become the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association because of Ye Chen, he can drive Cullinan, and it is all thanks to Ye Chen that he can live in a first-class villa in Tangchen. It's Ye Chen's ability.

Therefore, he was embarrassed to ask Ye Chen for money again.

But now seeing Ma Lan asking for 100 million with just one mouthful, how could he not feel depressed.

So he began to think about whether he should cry out to Ye Chen and see if Ye Chen could express his feelings.

However, when he thought that he had just damaged Ma Lan and then asked Ye Chen for money, he felt a little embarrassed on his face.

Ye Chen didn't waste any time at this time and directly transferred 100 million to Ma Lan using mobile banking.

Although he had a lot of dissatisfaction with Ma Lan in the past, his current attitude towards Ma Lan is that as long as she doesn't act like a monster, he will be polite to her, and he won't feel bad if he gives her a small sum of millions.

Soon, Ma Lan received a text message from the bank on her mobile phone, reminding her that 100 million had arrived. She was so excited that she danced with excitement and said to Ye Chen with a flattering look, "Oh, my dear son-in-law, Mommy Qian has received it. It's really great." Thank you so much my wonderful son-in-law!”

Ye Chen smiled calmly and reminded, "Mom, you must never forget what you promised me. Don't quarrel or quarrel with Dad again."

Ma Lan immediately raised his right hand and swore, "Don't worry, good son-in-law, I will quarrel with him again while you are gone. He is the one who gave birth to me, Ma Lan!"

Ye Chen nodded and said, "Okay, Mom, you are busy first, I will go and pack some luggage."

Ma Lan said quickly, "Oh my dear son-in-law, tell mom what you want to clean up. Mom will clean it up for you, and you can just sit in the living room!"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "No, Mom, I don't like using my mouth as much as my legs. Besides, you don't know where many things are. I'll just go by myself."

After saying that, Ye Chen was about to turn around and go upstairs.

Xiao Changkun, who had been holding back his energy, saw that Ye Chen was about to leave. He couldn't calm down anymore and subconsciously shouted, "Oh, my dear son-in-law, don't be anxious yet..."

Ye Chen turned around and asked him, "Dad, are you okay?"

Xiao Changkun secretly glanced at Ma Lan next to him out of the corner of his eye, and then looked at Ye Chen, as if he had just eaten the ginseng fruit but couldn't taste the taste, and he was coveting the Zhu Bajie in Sun Wukong's hand.

Ye Chen could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Xiao Changkun. Thinking that he had just transferred 100 million to Ma Lan, he knew in his heart what Xiao Changkun had planned.

Ma Lan was not stupid either. Xiao Changkun glanced at her with a sly look, and she guessed what Xiao Changkun was up to. She quickly said, "I tell you Xiao Changkun, you must not ask for money from my good son-in-law! You Can’t you make money by yourself? What kind of thing is it for an upright, capable vice-president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association to ask his son-in-law for money?"